nbroker, I
should be lucky."
"We must do something with it," said Mrs. Montgomery, decidedly.
"Right, my dear. We must get the sinews of war somewhere. Richard will
never be himself again till his pocketbook is lined with greenbacks. At
present, who steals my purse steals trash."
"Suppose you try Tiffany's?"
"The ring has already been offered there. They might remember it."
"If they do, say that he is your son."
"A good thought," answered the husband. "I will act upon it. But, on the
whole, I'll doff this disguise, and assume my ordinary garments. This
time, my dear, I shall not need your assistance."
"Well, the sooner it's done the better. That's all I have to say."
"As soon as possible."
Mr. Montgomery returned to his lodgings in Amity street, and, taking
off his clerical garb, appeared in the garb in which we first made his
acquaintance. The change was very speedily effected.
"Wish me good luck, Mrs. M.," he said, as he opened the door. "I am
going to make another attempt."
"Good luck to you, Tony! Come back soon."
"As soon as my business is completed. If I get the money, we will leave
for Philadelphia this evening. You may as well be packing up."
"I am afraid the landlady won't let us carry away our baggage unless we
pay our bill."
"Never mind! Pack it up, and we'll run our chance."
Felix Montgomery left the house with the ring carefully deposited in
his vest pocket. To judge from his air of easy indifference, he
might readily have been taken for a substantial citizen in excellent
circumstances; but then appearances are oftentimes deceitful, and they
were especially so in the present instance.
He made his way quickly to Broadway, and thence to Tiffany's, at that
time not so far uptown as at present. He entered the store with a
nonchalant air, and, advancing to the counter, accosted the same clerk
to whom Paul had shown the ring earlier in the day.
"I have a valuable ring which I would like to sell," he said. "Will you
tell me its value?"
The clerk no sooner took it in his hand than he recognized it.
"I have seen that ring before," he said, looking at Mr. Montgomery
keenly.
"Yes," said the latter, composedly; "this morning, wasn't it?"
"Yes."
"My boy brought it in here. I ought not to have sent him, for he came
very near losing it on the way home. I thought it best to come with it
myself."
This was said so quietly that it was hard to doubt the statement, or
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